Chapter 393: Creak

Translator: Henyee Translations    Editor: Henyee Translations

The more Sarah thought about it, the more aggrieved and indignant she felt. She just wanted to see her daughter. Did she not even have this little bit of human rights? As she was thinking, there was suddenly a soft creaking sound from the main bunk. Sarah was used to it. In this lousy prison, no matter who turned over, the bed would creak. However, this creaking sound had no intention of stopping. Sarah opened her eyes in frustration… What she saw frightened her so much that she trembled and almost flew up on the spot! In the prison, the dim light outside shone in faintly, allowing Sarah, who had adapted to the darkness, to see the scene in front of her clearly. It was a large bunk. Everyone was up. Their hands and heads were lowered, and their expressions could not be seen clearly, but the surrounding air was cold for no reason. These people standing were like zombies in an apocalyptic movie. Sarah felt as if someone was holding her throat. She wanted to scream, but she could not. Her eyes were filled with fear. What… what were they trying to do? Could it be that George had bribed everyone in the cell to beat her to death at night?

At this moment, someone took a step… Creak. This time, it didn’t sound like a flip. Instead, it sounded like bones grinding. They moved silently one after another. The creaking sound was endless.

Sarah wanted to scream, but she couldn’t make a sound. She happened to look at the feet of one of them and suddenly realized that this person was actually standing on tiptoe, just like Helena during the day! Walking on her toes!

Sarah’s pupils constricted. Looking around, everyone in the cell was in this position! Her eyes were filled with fear. At this moment, the dozen or so people pounced on her and bit her neck. “No! No! Don’t come over! No!”

Sarah screamed repeatedly and suddenly got up from the bed. She suddenly realized that the zombie cellmates who had just bitten her flesh were all staring at her. The cellmate closest to her raised her hand and slapped her.

“It’s the middle of the night. What are you screaming for? Do you want to die?”

Sarah was slapped. She covered her face with her hands and said with tears in her eyes, “No, l… I’m sorry…” After living here for so long, she had long been beaten into submission. Unfortunately, her apology was not forgiven. A burly woman sleeping in the best position said, “Throw her in the toilet and close the door.’

The woman who had just slapped Sarah immediately grabbed Sarah’s hair and pulled her towards the toilet.

“Ah! Let go!” Sarah was in pain from being pulled and kept cursing in her heart. As expected, they were the lowest-level criminals. The dirtiest criminals had no manners at all and only knew how to solve problems with violence!

The bathroom door slammed. The woman also took a wire and tied the handle tightly to the stone pillar to make sure Sarah couldn’t get out of there. Then she closed the balcony again.

Sarah was left in the narrow toilet, almost vomiting blood. She had just realized that she was dreaming! It was Helena’s fault for scaring her!

Sarah looked around. The toilet was dirty and smelly. She was usually the one who cleaned it, but how was she a worker? Therefore, she always dealt with it hastily. In the end, she smoked herself badly now. She didn’t know who sh*t and didn’t flush, but water-soaked tissue paper floated on the dirty water.

“Ugh…” Sarah retched and pressed the flush button, but the toilet seemed to be blocked. That pile of sh*t couldn’t go down! However, the toilet lid had been removed. She couldn’t cover it even if she wanted to!

“Open the door! Open the door!” Sarah shouted, but no one answered her.

Sarah was so angry that she sat on the toilet bowl and wanted to cry. Why was she so unlucky! At this moment, a shadow swayed outside the door. Sarah quickly asked, “Who is it? Can you let me out? Please!”

The shadow did not answer. It stood silently at the bathroom door. Sarah could only see a shadow. The person did not make a sound.

“Is it Cleo? Can you open the door for me?” Sarah thought that the person outside was the easiest to talk to in the cell, but the other party still stood at the door without saying a word.

Sarah was suddenly afraid. Her blood ran cold. If the person outside wasn’t Cleo, who was it? Who was standing in the doorway of the toilet in the middle of the night instead of sleeping?

“Who is it? Who is it…” Sarah cried out.. The person still did not speak, but the bathroom door began to creak, like the sound of nails scratching on the door…